Текст песни Dark Light - Florist

I can't feel my right side ear but i'll probably still not listen to jazz
I can't feel my left side hand god i hope it comes back to me again

But all this means is i'll get back what i lost
When i wanted to die
8 months before
Or a year or two ago
Sitting in my room with the light beams shining through
And an able bodied soul but a mind that didn't know
That light beam was gold